Saturday, September 10, 2016

Good Looks

"New York City loves good looks. You're going there, honey. The streets are lined in dog shit and gold. The nights are filled with music and yearning. The days are worn by toil and disappointment. Dawn is filled with hope and taunted by despair. Dusk carries the weight of success and the drowning pool of failure."
Vera Jane Cook, Dancing Backward in Paradise


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